Crystal Breeze

I cornered grief with sanity
the backbone of a broken dream
shuddered on the ice in crisp
surroundings, near the pond,
my arms around your waist,
and there was time before
the end; laughter frozen by
the breeze; crystal minutes
balanced on a metal rim
amidst reciprocated vows:
hushed always and too soon.

© Ben Ditmars 2014

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